The Parallel Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD AEAE CFCF GHGH IJIJ KLKL

Yes sad one of Sion if closely resemblingA
In shame and in sorrow thy wither'd up heartB
If drinking deep deep of the same cup of tremblingA
Could make us thy children our parent thou artB
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Like thee doth our nation lie conquer'd and brokenC
And fall'n from her head is the once royal crownD
In her streets in her halls Desolation hath spokenC
And while it is day yet her sun hath gone downD
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Like thine doth her exile 'mid dreams of returningA
Die far from the home it were life to beholdE
Like thine do her sons in the day of their mourningA
Remember the bright things that bless'd them of oldE
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Ah well may we call her like thee the ForsakenC
Her boldest are vanquish'd her proudest are slavesF
And the harps of her minstrels when gayest they wakenC
Have tones 'mid their mirth like the wind over gravesF
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Yet hadst thou thy vengeance yet came there the morrowG
That shines out at last on the longest dark nightH
When the sceptre that smote thee with slavery and sorrowG
Was shiver'd at once like a reed in thy sightH
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When that cup which for others the proud Golden CityI
Had brimm'd full of bitterness drench'd her own lipsJ
And the world she had trampled on heard without pityI
The howl in her halls and the cry from her shipsJ
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When the curse Heaven keeps for the haughty came overK
Her merchants rapacious her rulers unjustL
And a ruin at last for the earthworm to coverK
The Lady of Kingdoms lay low in the dustL

Thomas Moore



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